Shovels & Rope - Mary ann and one-eyed dan

Mary Ann was a ^Amwaitress at the circus ^FDan was a writer for the ^GDelaware locale observer ^C Just 21 and just 2 ^Ammonths out of the service ^FMissing half an eyelid so he ^Ghad to wear a ^Cpatch…

Mary Ann intro^Amduced herself to Dan She said ^Fdo you like the menu or do ^Gyou need me to read it to you ^C Halfway angry half turned ^Amon and half confused He ^Ftook her by the arm and went out ^Gback to make a ^Cmatch

So long^Am to my former life^F, to a worried life so ^Glong ^C So long^Am to a harder life^F, to a ^Gtroubled life so ^Clong

Lying there under the ^Amsoft glow of the sunrise The ^Fmoon was still awake and all the ^Ggenerators lowly humming ^C She picked a flower and fastened ^Amit on to his bad eye She said ^Fcome on let’s get married I t^Ghink we might get along

And she saidâ?^C?¦ So long^Am to my former life^F, to a selfish life so ^Glong ^C So long^Am to a bitter life,^F to a troubled life so ^Glong ^C

^CDan he was no poet couldnâ?^Am?™t dance he never slept He had ^Fnightmares every night of rain and ^Gfire on those bloody beaches ^C Just then the dew dropped from the ^Amflower and he wept Mary ^FAnn you are a melody I ^Gthink I wrote a song

It goes likeâ?^C?¦ So long^Am to my worried life^F, to a lonesome life so ^Glong ^C So long^Am to a wandering life^F, to a wounded life so ^Glong

And we all saidâ?^C?¦ So long^Am to those memories^F, to everything we can’t let g^Go so lo^Cng So long^Am to our former selves^F, to our ^Gselfish selves so ^Clong ^F To our ^Gselfish selves so ^Amlong To our ^Gselfish selves so ^Clong ^{G C}